I remember in high school, this being reviewed as "indie porn." This review came from a teenager with pink hair. I wish to come off here as anti-semetic. Might watch Tootsie tonight. Thank you.
Directed by a Year in Film favorite, Michael Winterbottom, 9 Songs is an attempt at presenting a relationship through hardcore sex scenes, London underground rock music concerts and Antartica exploration.
This is the story of Matt and Lisa. They meet at a concert. They have wild and passionate sex (in full view). They go to more concerts. Matt studies Antarctica. They go to more concerts and they have more sex. That is really all there is to this movie. It…
An interesting idea becomes a boring and repetative mixture of sex and music.
A note on the viewing: Viewed in SD from StudioCanal's DVD, upscaled to High Definition. The image on the disc is very strong.
Your enjoyment of this film will be predicated on one of two things: First, do you like modern indie rock? If so, other reviews say this has a great soundtrack. This style of music isn't to my taste, and the only way I recognize the names is from my co-workers (except Michael Nyman), but the music and concert scenes are best thing in the film.
Second, do you want to watch two ordinary people have really explicit sex? As in,…
“Antarctica is the planets memory. A memory to a time before there were people.”
- Matt (Kieran O'Brien)
..:: The Joy of Unsimulated Sex ::..
Michael Winterbottom captures
O'Brien and Stilley f@*king on film,
Von Bondies, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, Elbow,
Icecaps and other glaciology shit,
Goldfrapp, Dandy Warhols, Super Furry Animal,
Oral sex and masturbation...
No redeeming value or
Unique experience ? I wasn't sure, at least we got to see
Primal Scream, Franz Ferdinand and Michael…
Interesting, honest, brave.
This is just a porn movie with a great soundtrack...
The movie is quite simple really:
More heavy breathing...
that's all it is about
CAPSULE REVIEW: I don't think you can make an artful pornographic movie. Sure, the level of sleaze and unabashed misogyny is absent in "9 Songs", but it is still a pornographic movie. And worst of all; it's boring, boring, boring. Revolving around the music of some listenable and some non-listenable Brit-rock, "9 Songs" schtick gets tiresome soon. Michael Winterbottom is a solid director and he isn't afraid trying on mild experiments but this is a dud that actually had to see in installments.
Se quedó en una buena idea: la historia de una pareja común que, curiosamente, va a muchos conciertos. Pero el problema es eso, lo comunes que son. No hay argumento, no hay problemas, no hay conflictos, no hay nada: la película es un pretexto para insertar escenas ultra-explícitas de sexo y clips en vivo de bandas de mediados de los 00s en hora y siete minutos de lentitud.
PD. Básicamente, es porno tipo Golden Choice.